Old Hua held Yu Mo's wrist with his fingers, and only felt the pulse was disordered, and a stream of force ran around, and even he couldn't help but feel scared.

"Why is the pulse so disordered?" Mr. Hua's face became particularly serious.

"Old Hua, how is he?" Uncle Jian asked curiously.

Old Hua gave him a look and signaled him to be quiet. Uncle Jian immediately fell silent, widened his eyes and stared at Yu Mo.

Yu Mo's face turned pale and he was still motionless. If he hadn't had the breath, he would have been mistaken for being dead.

Uncle Jian was not familiar with medical skills and could not see any clues, so he could only look at Mr. Hua with anticipation.

Mr. Hua is like an old monk who has entered into meditation, and he treats Uncle Jian as air.

Suddenly, Mr. Hua took out three silver needles, and his hand was as shadow as flying. At almost the same time, the three silver needles each inserted into Yu Mo's three acupoints.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

In less than a second, three silver needles bounced out of the acupoints and shot into the tree trunk next to them.

"ah--"

Uncle Jian was shocked. This was so weird. I don’t know how this kid did this?

Mr. Hua's silver needle couldn't stay in his body for a longer time.

Old Hua's brows frowned tightly as never before. He took a deep breath and pointed his fingers at Yu Mo.

Bang bang bang bang!

Mr. Hua was bounced away and staggered back, even his fingers that were holding Yu Mo's pulse were bounced away.

"Old Hua, be careful!" Uncle Jian hurriedly protected Old Hua.

Mr. Hua shook his head and signaled Uncle Jian not to worry, but Mr. Hua's heart was filled with storm, staring at Yu Mo with a bright look, as if he wanted to see something.

"It's him, it's him!"

There was a voice in Mr. Hua's heart shouting, staring at Yu Mo's face like a ghost, and all kinds of complex expressions were frozen on his face, which was unpredictable.

Uncle Jian was frightened by Mr. Hua's actions and asked quickly: "Old Hua, what's going on?"

Mr. Hua was silent for a while, finally shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that he would still live in this world. I'm afraid he has suffered so much pain and torture over the years. At a young age, he has endured these evil debts!"

Uncle Jian was confused and completely confused by Mr. Hua's words to himself.

He looked at Mr. Hua and Yu Mo, as if he wanted to figure out what was going on. However, Mr. Hua seemed unwilling to mention it, and he had no choice.

"Old Hua, did you know him before?" Uncle Jian had a sudden inspiration and heard a little implicit from Mr Hua's words.

Mr. Hua did not comment.

Uncle Jian's heart skipped a beat. This kid and Mr. Hua had a huge difference in identity. How could he have seen him?

Moreover, why did Mr. Hua not recognize Yu Mo before, and Yu Mo did not recognize Mr. Hua, this makes no sense.

Mr. Hua sighed in his heart. He had indeed seen Yu Mo, but that was when Yu Mo was very young, and Yu Mo had not remembered it yet.

Mr. Hua said that he had encountered a difficult and complicated disease that made him helpless. Others thought that Mr. Hua was humble, but it was not.

This is a real thing, and the person who left Mr. Hua helpless is Yu Mo.

Mr. Hua read through the medical books and finally concluded that this was caused by disaster and had no cure. At most, he could only barely control it.

He racked his brains and spent his time working hard to develop a prescription that could temporarily relieve the symptoms.

This can only treat symptoms, not root causes.

Looking at Yu Mo who was ignorant of life and death, Uncle Jian asked, "Old Hua, what should he do in this way? Is there no medicine to save?"

"No, he will recover in a while." Mr. Hua said solemnly.

"Recover? Do nothing?" Uncle Jian had never seen such a strange disease before and asked in confusion: "What kind of strange disease does he have?"

"This is not a strange disease, nor can it be saved by medicine." Old Hua sighed.

"Ah, what kind of terminal illness is that?" Uncle Jian was shocked, remembered Ye Qianqian's words and said, "It turns out that this kid really suffers from a stubborn disease. Didn't he swear that there was a way to solve it? Why did he still get sick?"

Mr. Hua did not answer because he was not sure about the specific situation.

Compared with more than ten years ago, Yu Mo's body has even more disaster power than that.

After all, as you grow older, the power of disaster will increase and the damage to your body will become greater and greater.

This is a normal phenomenon.

"Uncle Jian, you go back to Shudu first. I want to stay in Jiang'an." Mr. Hua suddenly said.

"What, you stay?" Uncle Jian was surprised, looked down at Yu Mo, and said, "Old Hua, are you staying because of him?"

Mr. Hua nodded: "Yes, I want to study his condition carefully."

After Hua Lao and Yu Mo separated, he often remembered him and felt regretful. Although he knew that the medicine was ineffective, Hua Lao had developed many new medical skills in recent years.

So, he wanted to see if he could find another way and find another way.

Uncle Jian was surprised and looked left and right, and said, "This kid is so blessed, you actually want Mr. Hua to stay deliberately."

Mr. Hua waved his hand and signaled that Uncle Jian didn't need to say much, but Uncle Jian could only shut up in disappointment.

For a moment, the two fell into silence. Time passed by minute by minute. Uncle Jian looked at Yu Mo from time to time, while Old Hua closed his eyes and pondered.

The sky is getting brighter.

Yu Mo opened his eyes leisurely and got up from the ground with difficulty. He immediately stared at him with two pairs of eyes.

Yu Mo also noticed something unusual. A carp thrust, stood up, his whole body tense, staring at him fiercely.

However, when he saw clearly that it was Yu Mo and Mr. Hua, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't help but feel nervous and asked, "When did you come to the back mountain?"

"It's coming in the middle of the night!"

Uncle Jian said proudly, looking at Yu Mo with a joking look, he rarely saw Yu Mo's cramped appearance.

Yu Mo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

The second half of the night?

Wouldn't it mean that they saw everything after the outbreak of his robbery power?

He felt awe-inspiring in his heart. This was one of his biggest secrets. He could not predict what would be the consequences of this exposure under the eyes of the two.

Another thing scared him even more. If the person who came was not them, but an enemy, and he had no power to fight back at all, his life would be in danger.

He was scared and sweated. During this period, he practiced the Tribulation Divine Art and refined a lot of Tribulation power, which made him ignore a serious problem.

The power of robbery would explode every once in a while, but this did not follow the previous rules, and it came too suddenly, which made him unexpected.

In the past, when the catastrophe power broke out, he would not suddenly fall into a coma, so he had time to prepare and did not lead to serious consequences.

If it is like this time in the future, if it is against the enemy, wouldn’t it be a sure death?

"Yu Mo, you can't get up and you don't know what life or death are. Is there no explanation?" Uncle Jian asked intentionally.

Mr. Hua did not dissuade him, and he also wanted to know how well Yu Mo knew about his situation.
Chapter completed!